"Does it matter?" Heavenly Note Sect asked.
"It does," Jiang Hao replied seriously:
"Those years were the meaning, whether it was Zhenzhen or Yi."
"Every stop in life might seem optional, but on a sudden reflection one day—"
"It's those previously unimportant things that come to mind."
"Like an arrow suddenly piercing the heart."
"Giving you a peculiar feeling."
"Besides the feeling?" Heavenly Note Sect asked.
"You are too fixated," Jiang Hao said, looking at the person beside him, "You think it's all just drinking tea, does it matter who you drink with?"
"It matters, because the feeling is different."
"Other than the feeling, there's nothing else."
"So, do you think this feeling is important?"
"Actually, there are countless meaningless things in this world."
"Especially when people know they will fail, yet countless rush in nonetheless."
"Why?"
"Where is the meaning?"
"Sometimes it isn't about meaning, it's just that things are here, and we have to act."
